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The Baby Fever Files — Series: Jae-yoon | Jiho | Kenji | Kohsei | Nathan

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It was past midnight when you stumbled into the bedroom, arms aching from røcking Haru to sleep, eyelids heavy with exhaustion. You didn’t even look at the bed — just started pééling off your róbe.

Then you heard it.

A soft sūckling sound.

You blinked.

Your husband — Kohsei — was curled under the shééts, back against the pillows, a bright blue pacifier in his mōūth.

Your eyes widened.

“Kohsei?” you murmured.

He looked at you. Cheeks puffed slightly around the pàcifiér. And he didn’t take it øut.

Instead, he pouted.

You stared at him in disbelief, torn between laughter and guilt. His eyes were glassy. Puppy-like. And his b@re ch€st peeked out from the blankets — he was shīrtléss. A little flushed.

You crossed the room slowly. “Baby, what are you doing?”

He finally remøved the pàcifier with a soft pøp and whispered, voice quiet, needy: “I miss you.”

You blinked. He didn’t stop.

“You always hold Haru. Kiss him. Røck him. Talk to him like he’s your world.” He fiddled with the pacifier, not meeting your eyes. “And I get it. He’s our baby. But...” he finally looked up at you, and his bottom lip wobbled, “I was your baby first.”

You swear something in your chest broke. The kind of heartbreak that only comes from hurting the one you love — even if unintentionally.

You climbed into béd beside him, cupping his face with shàking hands. “I'm sorry, amore,” you whispered, kissing his forehead, his nose, his lips. “I didn't mean to make you feel forgotten.”

Kohsei’s arms wrapped tightly around you, būryīng his face into your neck. And in the softest voice:

“Can I be babied tonight too? Just a little?”